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The hides the crime rate
woman hesitates
Public gets but forget the vote date
complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps
not like all of the rest.

Garbage ain't collected, ain't protected
Politicians people, they've been abusing
The mafia's bigger, like pollution in the river
And you tell me that this is it's at.

Woke up this moming with an in my head
Splashed on my clothes as I out of bed
the window to listen to the news
But all I heard was the Blues.

Gun sales are soaring, find life boring
Divorce the only answer smoking causes
This system's fall soon, to an angry young tune
And that's a concrete fact.

The digs population, freedom from taxation
Teeny are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
Miniskirt is flirting I stop so I'm hurting
Spinster her hopeless chest.

plays the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
The little man shafted, sons and monies drafted
by a time piece, new war in the far east.
Can you pass the test?

It's a hassle is an guess.
Well, I couldn't care less.